Sunday, June 05, 2005

did you really think that God would let you get away with that?

My boss JT had a way with words. He told the truth, even when it hurt and OUCH! boy did it hurt this time. I was wrong and I knew it. I had done something wrong and now I had to face the music. I was glad that my boss was a believer and he knew that I was one too. He had once told me that God was interested in my work, I guess that meant God was also interested in the WAY I went about doing my work.
This story continues where the story "one blue 1968 alfa romeo please" left off.
Praise God we had the car and off we went to film and everything ended happily ever after....NOT! There was an important point we neglected to tell the uncle when we approached him for the use of the car. We did not tell him that the filming involved a stunt where a stunt man would roll over the car bonnet. I struggled whether to tell or not to tell. In the end, I took the easy way out and chose to keep quiet for fear that the uncle would not allow us to use the car for filming. We had come so far, we could not tell the truth and risk losing the car!
I came to pick up the uncle after his golf game. He was a fine gentlemen. He treated me to lunch at the club and even introduced me to his friends as if I were his daughter. All the way home, he spoke lovingly of his wife whom he insisted I meet when we reached his place. I met his wife briefly then took my leave, promising to return his car we had borrowed for filming by that evening.
My heart was full of joy as I sat in my car outside uncle's home and prepared to return to the office to work. Then the phone rang... It was the Assistant Director at the shoot. The car bonnet had been scratched and dented and one of the wipers broke! My heart sank into my stomach. I felt awful. Here I was sitting outside this nice gentleman's house knowing his car had been damaged and we had not told him the risk involved.
What was I going to do? I did what we all do when we think we would be found out. We try to cover our tracks... To cut a long story short, I spent the afternoon rushing around trying to get the damages fixed.
At 8pm, the car was delivered to the uncle's home. He came out to inspect the car in the night light. We made small-talk and he joked that if he discovered anything wrong with the car, he would know where to find us. I swallowed hard and fessed up. The wiper had been broken and replaced, the car had been scratched but polished, however the 3 dents were still visible. He bent over and examined the car and located the dents. I apologised for what we had done. He did not get angry, he remained gracious and friendly throughout.
The next day, I shared this story with JT who smiled, chuckled and asked...Did you really think that God would let you get away with that?
If I really think about it...... the answer would be "No." It was as my parents had always warned me throughout my growing years "....be sure your sin will find you out" Numbers 32:23b I am glad that God kept His word. My sin did find me out that day and it was a lesson I will never forget.
The story has an ending. The uncle sent the car in for repairs and sent us the bill. That was the right thing to do. We tried to borrow the car again some months later for a different purpose but we got a good scolding from the auntie. I could not blame her, we deserved it, we should have been honest the first time.

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